can't remember to forget you [lipstick and lions]

[calledmegentle]

She doesn't let them have time alone together, usually. Always makes sure there's some sort of crowd nearby-- her family or the Friends or the people attending the party she's dragged him off to.

Because if she's with him, then the memories she tries to keep buried fight all the more harder to remember, and when she's alone with him, things get even worse.

But she can't stop it. There are simply moments when they can't help but end up alone together-- like this one here, with the two of them almost touching hands as he walks her home. The moonlight makes the park they're cutting through look almost like another world, and she can't be angry, at this moment. Can't not let the love she still feels-- towards the man at her side, towards the land they've both left behind, even towards the Lion that brought them here-- bubble forth.

Her hand lifts to touch his elbow softly,"Caspian. Can we stop a moment?"

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[adexuate]

Parks have always felt just a bit easier to breathe in. Yes, he loved desperately the few times they'd taken him to the shore, to see the sea of the world he had come to live in with them. But it was parks he'd come to feel the most settled in, no matter who was with him.

And usually it was a cluster of people. Usually there was a handful of Friends or a pack of people he still didn't really know but watched with fascination as they fluttered around Susan. It was always just a bit better when, somehow, he could walk quietly past trees with Peter's voice in his ears, or Edmund's arm around his shoulders, or Lucy's hand tight in his.

Or Susan's simple, overwhelming presence beside him, although that came most rarely of all.

And it never lasts long. It's almost startling that she touches his arm; that she asks to stop. "--is-- everything all right?"